OOC - Hi! Thanks for reading this far. If you don't like the profile, Please write me w/ some suggestions or help me create some (new, better, more) back story. RP with me and help me flush out my character.

You can read more details in the "The Grave Girl" (Posted 10/25/18- New Orleans forum) Who... or what goes there? - Part I (Posted 11/11/18 - New Orleans forum) and Who... or what goes there? - Part II (Posted 11/20/18 - Paris forum).

I left the profile vague for a reason - you don't meet someone and immediately know all their life history, right?

Bio will change in time as Parisa grows, and as my PS skills improve. If you have mad skills and want to assist, I'm happy to work with you and open to all suggestions. Thx!

Iva frowned deeply, red lips dipping down. "You've been staying out of trouble? Oh dear. Parisa! This is not okay." She laughed, shaking her head. "We should do something about that. Like, sooner than later."

Iva had been back in New York for a few..."errands" and only just returned to the coven in Paris. She'd been making her way around the coven to greet the newcomers when she spotted Parisa. Her face broke into a wide smile, her red lipstick making her teeth gleam.
"Parisa! I feel like I haven't seen you in ages. You've been well, I hope?"

Adonis nervously rubs his hand on the back of his head as Parisa mentions coming to his room, "...Yeeeeah, that's fine but be sure to knock...Pj's are not really a part of my wardrobe." he bashfully smiles behind his hand as he says this, since he hasn't been to his own room yet; he has no idea if there is a lock or not so it's best to warn her before any slip ups happen.
Adonis visibly perks up at the mention of FREE coffee, he obviously doesn't mind being woken up early at all if there is a promise of coffee! "OH SURE! coffee? yeah I'm down to be woken up as early as you want if that's on the table. I certainly wouldn't mind that at all~" he all but purrs before composing himself, sheepishly admitting to the fact that he is a way bigger coffee addict than normal. "Keep in mind, that if you get me coffee, then I have to bring you one, you know, give and take and all that." he smiles warmly as he promptly asks how she would like her coffee; he'd hate to get her something that she doesn't like.

licking his lips and looking deep in thought for moment, he finally says "Well I suppose that we'd start now? Let's keep in touch." he digs around in one of his pockets and finally presents a expired coupon and a pen, he quickly scrawls his phone number onto the back of it, using his thigh as a surface. Looking up, he rakes his hair out of his eyes before handing it out to her, "Text me if you find out anything noteworthy and I'll do the same, yeah?" he smiles.

Adonis chuckles and looks thoroughly interested in the story of her name, pleasantly overlooking the blush though it does look quite becoming on Parisa. With a joyous laughter "Well you're very welcome, and it's a deal." he reiterates.

Adonis nods in thanks to Parisa, the people here are so inviting and nice. Truly a breath of fresh air to a fella like Adonis. Unable to keep the smile off of his features, he chuckles warmly "Well since we're both sorta new, let's compare notes as we go, yeah?" Adonis nods in agreement, "Everyone IS so friendly. It's such a treat. Well it's nice to meet you Parisa- What a beautiful name that is." he says the name again only much quieter, as one does when they here a unique name.

Adonis matches her excitement, "I'm right here~!" he purrs as he greets his new friend, strangers are just friends that need to be made after all. After taking the extended hand and giving a few gentle shakes, he proceeds to introduce himself, "Thank-You for the welcome, I'm Adonis by the way. It's nice to meet you"

The boy smiled briefly when she took his Trade. It was a beautiful mouse. Not as beautiful as it was before, but stil beautiful. It was his favorite. He had the rock now. Jack held the opal up to the light and turned it over and over to catch the multi-hued surface. It looked like an oil slick, kinda. The light reflected in the mirror surface of his dark eyes. He was definitely enthralled.

Jack

Where had she heard his name? He was curious. His attention focused completely on her now. Jack didn't talk. Like ever. So he hadn't told anyone his name. How did she know? Was she one of those psychics he had seen on TV when he was in the Big Blue store with all of the television sets? If she was, did her brain look different than other peoples'? Maybe he made the wrong trade.

Jack did not look disappointed at all. Instead, he began to reach into his back pocket. For what was unclear as the female managed to distract him. In her hand is a rock that he finds pretty. A smile ghosts over Jack's pale face. He reaches out and grabs the rock, pulling it close to his chest to make sure she can't take it back. He pulls something out of a coat pocket and replaces it in Parisa's hand: a tiny, desiccated mouse.

The boy watched the approach of this stranger. He did not have the instinct for guile or fear. He had no thoughts that she was there to hurt him. He watched her with placid curiosity. She finally approached and held out her hand. Jack stared at the proffered limb for a couple seconds. Finally, he placed his tiny hand into the larger one and held tight. He smiled and pointed toward her eye.

It pleased him immensely that one of the newest members of the Realm was congratulating one of the oldest. A new member who had become his friend.
"The fact that ye are here now is all that matters, lass... Merci beaucoup, Parisa!"

Tinkering around with his Dodge Charger he was placing in a set of variable speed switches. Placing them on the hoses he needed, he heard her walk into his garage shop. “Well well there hello sweets I was wondering when you would show.”